Hell sufferer not listened,
Just silently hugged tightly,
forgetting, that it is no more
Miraculous power of previous years;
What kiss her powerless,
paltry, how insignificant sound,
Not illuminates the darkness of the grave,
Not ease last agony.
Meanwhile, on the remote vault
One diamond star
It was unchanged in the glare,
clean, beautiful, as always;
And it seemed: the beam does not know her,
what́ on the ground, he illuminates:
So he playfully descended
The victim of decay and graves.
And Zoran wanted vain
Last caress answer;
All, all, what can he say,
sadly, gloomily, - but not passionately!
Already fierce tears, it does not burn
Cheeks the cool as ice,
Too softly dripping blood from wounds;
And with a shout, exactly the spirit of the night,
Weakened over head
fly a kite, uninvited guest.
And the sad young man looked
The distant star,
He looked into the eyes of a sweet maiden,
I stood up - and shudder - and a sigh -
And he died. With blue lips
And with the white-eyed,
Face - before tender - was terrible
Total, that is terrible for people.
